“You’re mine,” he rumbled against her lips.
He didn’t say it in a possessive way, but he was showing her he wasn’t going anywhere.
She framed his face with her hands and searched his eyes. “I know,” she whispered.
His heart burst with the kind of joy he’d never felt before. Dropping his forehead to hers, he battled for air. “Then tell me. Is a baby possible?”
Her eyes flared just a fraction before emotion filled them. “You want a family?”
“With you I do.”
She made a soft sound, part laugh, part sob. “I want that too.” She hugged him tighter. “But right now, I want time withyou.Just us.”
He took that as an answer to the questions stirring at the back of his mind and kissed her again, long and deep, letting their bodies—their souls—fuse in their forever.
* * * * *
Zee’s heart was exploding with too much love to hold inside. And when she told him that she wanted a family with him, his smile made all the trials and tribulations she’d been through fade in a beam of joy.
Her skin blazed with urgency—she wanted his mouth on her. His hands on her.
They stripped each other slowly, each of them marveling at the skin they bared. His chiseled body set her on fire, but he was determined to take his time with her. Each stroke of his lips and every swish of his fingertips over her breasts, her belly, her slick folds, felt designed to undo her.
As he positioned himself between her thighs, her insides clutched with need. He gripped his thick cock at the base and glided the tip through her folds, down to her entrance. He paused there, staring into her eyes.
“Feel that?”
Her voice came out uneven. “Yes.”
“That’s me. That’s us.”
Her thighs tightened around him, and in one smooth glide, he joined them.
“Grant!” She gripped his shoulders, his back, his tight ass, dragging him deep, deep, deeper.
He let out a low growl that rumbled through her entire system. “Christ, I love you, Zee.”
Tears blurred her vision, so his handsome face came in and out of focus. “I love you, Grant Upchurch. I never thought I’d love again, but I’m glad it’s you.”
There were no more words after that, only their bodies connected until she quivered on the cliff, her inner walls contracting around his hard length. He churned his hips, grinding lightly against her innermost point, and they shared a noise that sounded strangled.
With each thrust, she shot higher. He braced a hand on her hip and claimed her mouth in an endless kiss as she arched under him. The cry of release broke from her, and he growled in answer, feeding her name back to her on his tongue.
The first pulsation stole every thought from her mind, leaving her with only sensation and her lover’s arms. His hotrelease carried her through another hard contraction before she went boneless.
When he collapsed on top of her, she held him close, lips brushing over his heated skin. Then he rolled off and tucked her against him.
They fell into their comfortable silence, only this time it felt infused with sparkles and rainbows and all the magic that she never believed she’d have again.
After a while, she regained her breath and his heart beat steadier under her ear. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, in what she was beginning to think of as his spot.
“You know, the first time you kissed me on the forehead…I was kind of turned on.”
He shifted to look at her, a cocky grin spreading over his face. “Oh yeah? Tell me more.”
She laughed and lightly slapped his chest before letting her fingers arch into the muscle. “I wondered how a forehead kiss could be so sexy.”
“Mm. Let me show you how sexy it is.” He pressed a tender kiss between her brows, and she closed her eyes as emotions washed over them both.
